Even though Johnny-jump-ups posses a boy's name, I always think of them as girls. The tiny wild ones that grow in my yard remind me of young ballerinas, dancing delicately in the breeze. I decided to put some of these little girls in my terrarium. I tucked this patch, which was tethered to some moss, into a galvanized chicken waterer. Now they have center stage.
Terrarium available at Farmhouse Wares.